somewhere i could be myself
somewhere i shared my deepest secrets
why did i ever stop…
why did i think i was strong enough to stop writing..
boys are dumb.
why cant i be fucking pretty?
pizza is mmm mmm good.
i just wanna sleep forever!
grow hair! grow!
ugh, why do i need school again?
when was the last time someone said, “so Maria, how’s everything?”
it’s been too long.
but yet im quick to jump when I hear someone is in need.
fuck this give & take equation. It’s just take, take, take.
thank GOD I brought my license.
but actually, it was crazy.
I haven’t driven in so freaking long & as soon as I started, BAM!
I felt like it was just another game of vice city & it was okay to just smash the police car & call it a day
JOKES. don’t do that.
friends are bitches these days.
got an email from build-a-bear today!
hopefully they email me back wanting an interview within a week.
i want this job, omg.